Luyện nghe bài hát Them Bareback Horses

Them bareback horses are the thing
They make your hurt they make your bell ring
They're hard on and they make your neck sore
But when it's all over you're some more

you drive down the road in a broke down car
You stop in town you wonder where in the hell you are
You get yourself a road map and head out once
only enough for fees so you'd damn sure better win
You finally make the pitchin' with entry fees all paid
You get on another and he flings you away
So you head to town hearted lookin' for a chance
To get a little drunk and some girl and dance

Well you meet a girl at the bar all alone
You some words on her to get her to take you home
But she's got a big who just came from the can
And he says move on there buddy he's her lovin' man
So you back in your car after your little bitty fight
You're and broken hearted
And it's twelve at night
And you ain't got a in your old blue jeans
But by god you got a a tank of gas
And a can of and beans

You write a hot check to pay your fees again
You got yourself a one so you ought to win
The is standin' in the chute then he bucks around
The whistle then you're standin' on the ground
The total their markings and they tally up the score
And you're beatin' everybody by at least ten points or
So you climb back in your car a pocket full of cash
A good in your heart and a tank full of gas

But boys the day finally comes when you get old and
You gotta your spurs up and put your riggin' away
You look back now a wantin' eye
But it's all gone so you sit and cry